Chapter 603 Race Against Time

Zhou Fan took the thirteen squadron warriors to the end of the area in charge of the twelve squads today, and then started to sweep back from the end.

After killing more than a dozen nightmare spirits, Zhou Fan turned his head to look at the members of the Thirteenth Squad, and he said impatiently: "You guys are too slow to clean the battlefield, there shouldn't be any danger behind me, I won't wait for you, what's the real deal? Send me a signal if you can't handle it."

Zhou Fan used a phantom-level movement technique to run forward.

"grown ups……"

The warriors of the Thirteenth Squad stared at the phantom that would soon disappear from their field of vision.

"Lying trough, hurry up, don't dawdle, we have to follow in the footsteps of adults."

"Separate, disperse, and divide some people to go to the front to clean up, and the people behind to follow."

"Shame, shame, so many people can't even do the job of cleaning up the battlefield..."

The warriors of the Thirteenth Squad became busy as if their eyebrows were burning, and the efficiency of the Thirteenth Squad divided into two groups was instantly improved.

Zhou Fan was alone, saving the time of waiting for the thirteen squads to clean the battlefield. The efficiency was also soaring. Nightmare spirits in this area continued to die, and the number was rapidly decreasing.

After half an hour, Zhou Fan finally saw the figures of the 12 squadrons. He turned around and ran for a while, and saw the 13 squadrons who were following.

The warriors of the Thirteenth Squad were all gasping for breath. For half an hour, they worked hard to clean the battlefield, and the Sixteenth man barely caught up with Zhou Fan's progress.

"Yes, there are still some ahead, and the people from the 12th team are not far away. You can pick up as much as you can, and don't conflict with them. I will go to the area that the 11th team is responsible for first. This time I will sweep from the rear. From now on, you just make a detour from the end of the 12th area to keep up." Zhou Fan praised the 16 people, and floated away towards the area in charge of the 11th team.

The warriors of the thirteenth squad were stunned for a moment, and then they rushed forward to clean up the battlefield without even talking.

There was a blank look on their faces. They didn't expect that simply cleaning the battlefield would be so tiring, so tired.

Lord Zhou's physical strength is too good, isn't he tired... The warriors of the thirteenth squad are a little broken.

Lord Zhou didn't say that he was tired, how could they dare to say that he was tired?

But fortunately, this is a tiring but very fulfilling thing. Looking at the accumulated spoils and proof of military exploits,

Tired of what?

They gritted their teeth and supported, the warriors of the thirteenth squad moved forward to clean up the battlefield for a while, listening to the battle sound coming from the front, they knew that the twelfth squad was faintly ahead, and just as Lord Zhou said, give up this area, run towards the tail of the twelve squad area.

In fact, even if Lord Zhou didn't tell them, they couldn't even finish cleaning the battlefield. How could they have the mind to conflict with the warriors of the 12th squad?

"You said you found the figure of the Yiluan Division Martial Artist earlier?" said Yin Zhenyue, the captain of the 12th squad, Jiudali Pingxi envoy.

In front of him are the two Yiluan detectives in the team who are in charge of exploring the front.

One of the two said: "It is confirmed that they are the warriors of the Sifu, but they did not come. They just glanced at a distance and went in the front direction. It is too late for us to catch up."

"It should be the team of the Siping envoy who went to support." Yin Zhenyue waved his hand indifferently, "Let's continue."

It was just that Yin Zhenyue led the warriors of the twelve squads to run forward for a while, and they stopped in shock.

Because the corpses remaining on the ground were all beheaded to prove the merits of the war and the materials were picked up, which means that the front is likely to be swept away.

"This should be done by the team passing by just now." Yin Zhenyue said with a dry smile: "It's okay, anyway, we can't kill the nightmare spirits. If we continue to move forward, there will definitely be."

So Yin Zhenyue took the twelve squads to speed up again, but they ran all the way and did not see any nightmare spirits, all they saw were swept corpses.

"I don't believe it, hurry up!" Yin Zhenyue shouted loudly.

With no nightmare spirits to deal with, they quickly ran all the way to the end of the area they were in charge of today. Yin Zhenyue was a little dumbfounded, and there really wasn't a single nightmare spirit left. Now he can't believe it.

"Sir, you can't go any more." A warrior said with a bitter face.

"Nonsense!" Yin Zhenyue glared at the martial artist angrily, "Who is it? Who is it that made such a big joke with my old Yin?"

"If you want to kill Nightmare Spirit, doesn't he have one in his own area? Why do you want to come to the area I am in charge of?"

Yin Zhenyue called the two detectives over and said with a sullen face: "Think again, do you know anyone among the warriors you see? This team is definitely not the team of the Siping envoy!"

Siping makes adults not so boring to do this kind of thing.

The two detectives thought about it seriously, and one of them hesitated: "It seems to be a warrior from the Thirteenth Squad."

When they left the camp today, the 12th team was next to the 13th team, so they still had some impressions of the 13th team's warriors.

"Squad Thirteen?" Yin Zhenyue's face was murderous, "It must be them, their area was originally next to us, who led the team? It's stupid, shouldn't it be going astray, treating our area as a their area?"

"But that's not right. Even if they went to the wrong area, they couldn't be so fast. They must have run to the front on purpose and made trouble for me!"

"The captain of the Thirteenth Squad is Zhou Fan, the inspector of Luoshui Township." The martial artist who remembered replied.

"Zhou Fan?" Yin Zhenyue had some impression of Zhou Fan, his face was cold, "This person must be hiding, we don't have to go to him, let's go, let's go to the Siping envoy, I will definitely want that Zhou today. Give me an explanation!"

Yin Zhenyue quickly led the 12th team to find the team of Gu Yuquan, the envoy of Pingdong at the forefront.

"Master Gu, you have to judge me on this matter, Zhou Fan of the Thirteenth Team..." Yin Zhenyue angrily recounted Zhou Fan's bad behavior.

"You said that Zhou Fan took the Thirteenth Team to sweep away all the Nightmare Spirits in your area. I know about it." Gu Yuquan's face twitched, he didn't expect Zhou Fan to move so quickly.

Yin Zhenyue widened his eyes and said, "Master Gu, do you know?"

Gu Yuquan wrote as lightly as possible: "Actually, I agreed with him to do so."

Yin Zhenyue said with a confused expression, "Sir, I don't understand."

"Actually, this is the case. The Thirteenth Team's own area has been swept away, and he brought his own team..."

"Wait." Yin Zhenyue interrupted, and he couldn't believe it: "Do you think that the thirteenth team led by Zhou Fan has already swept their area?"

"I personally confirmed this. If you don't believe it, you can go to the area of ​​the Thirteenth Squad to check it out in person." Gu Yuquan said with a smile.